Hell To Heaven [ BXB ]

Chapter 7

Shawn's POV

"Look here comes the freak." George, one of my friend says. I look around and see Michael coming in.

I don't know what's wrong with me but I don't like when someone teases him nowadays. I see him dragging himself towards his desk. His thin lips look swollen and cheeks appear blue due to the bruises. Again? There's definitely something more to it.

He takes out his books and in an attempt to do so, they fall down on the floor. His neighbors laugh mocking him while he just stays blank. 

"Hey need a hand?" I offer and see him flinch at my voice. I swear I have lost count to how many times he flinches in a day. I wonder why? I mean I have been nothing but subtle with him. Nor did I bully him these days neither have I been fully kind.

"No it's fine." He says monotonously. Seeing him unfazed knowing his struggle all along, I get a sudden urge to do something. Anything. 

Anything productive rather than just watching him suffer.

His face scrunches in pain as he bends down to take his books. Just as he leans forward, the boy behind him pulls his chair aside making Michael fall on his butt. The whole class starts laughing.

Well, you messed up boy. 

I take his books and bag before he looks up at me with the same straight face that makes me even more enraged. 

"Hey, you don't have to-" 

"Shut up." 

My cold voice is enough to make him cower away and of course the class is silent now. Some due to shock and some due to excitement of what's coming next.

I wonder if they would be excited the same way when they know I want to punch every single one of them? 

Without another word, I walk out of the classroom after telling Michael to follow. Taking a seat at the bleachers, I eye him signalling to sit beside me and he follows. All the way he has kept his head down and never once looked at me in the eyes.

I stay silent for a while thinking what am I even supposed to say. Out of the corner of my eyes, I see him taking a look at me and he finally speaks up.

"Umm..I'm fine you know. You can just give me my things 'cause I'm getting late for the class and-"

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" My anger finally decides to overcome my senses that I had managed to bury within me for a while now. My sudden outburst makes him flinch yet again and he shifts away from me. 

Calm down Shawn.

"I know you are dumb but I believe you can retaliate for what they do to you? Or can't you?" I speak, this time with a slightly lower voice but angry nevertheless. 

He stares at me wide-eyed. "That I-"

"Don't you ever feel like this is all wrong? Or are you really a stone huh? Don't you ever feel like retaliating? You have been bullied for a long time and you just sit there with your scaredy cat ass. You should show them that you can face them. You should show them that how wrong all this is. They call you names, pull pranks that don't even seem like pranks anymore, beat you up to death, treat you like a slave and you are all good with that!? Fucking speak Michael! I'm sick of seeing you being such a chicken dammit!!!" 

I breath heavily looking at him with urging eyes as I want him to say something. His pupils seem like they would just pop out of their sockets but slowly his face is back to normal. The look in his eyes completely different now. The look that says something I don't want to know. The look that I'm able to decipher but at the same time, I can't.

And yes, I was right.

I knew this was coming.

But what I didn't knew was that those simple words were going to affect me this much.

"..But aren't you the same like them?"

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